Oar Than Friends by Lulu Moore

Author:Lulu Moore [Moore, Lulu]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
ISBN: 9781405965835
Publisher: Penguin Books Ltd
Published: 2024-03-13T18:30:00+00:00

14. Kate

(Thanksgiving firsts)

Oz: What did you subject Leo to this morning?

Kate: Nothing, we had labs. Though I did have to write a detailed step by step guide to an autopsy, if that counts

Oz: That counts

Kate: What did you do? How was training?

Oz: Training was good, I hate to say it but your boys are in for a shocking loss

Kate: We’ll see

Oz: We will. I also started reading The Odyssey again

Kate: Again? How many times have you read it?

Oz: Three. Clearly hasn’t sunk in

I zipped up my backpack and threw it over my shoulder, letting out a little chuckle. Over the past few weeks, I’d realized just quite how intelligent Oz was. I mean, he was at Oxford, so he wasn’t going to be a dumbass, but I sometimes had the impression he could waltz into my classes on molecular biology and ace them without breaking a sweat, or a brain cell, and he’d come away with a higher grade than me.

He was the total package.

Brains and brawn all wrapped up in a six-feet-three mouth-wateringly handsome Englishman.

Whereas I’d just been called to stay behind after class because my professor was worried my grades had slipped from the beginning of term, and I was taking on too much.

I wasn’t even sure how the grades question was warranted. They might have dropped a tad, but I was still in the top ten per cent for my last clinical test, I’d provided the correct answer to the question about the seven functions of the liver when I was called upon because I’d spent the evening before cramming, and I’d correctly identified the bile duct on Leo when Professor Hull walked past me in anatomy at the beginning of the week.

I was the only one who’d already decided on a topic for their next essay.

The way I saw it, I was managing the balance pretty damn well. Just like everyone else. Just as I did every other week. The only thing different this week was that it had sucked big time.

Today was Thanksgiving.

I missed my family, and I really missed Jake.

Thanksgiving had been his favourite holiday. The day would start with my dad and Jake going out on the boat, just the two of them. They’d net a small catch of oysters, then take the haul around to his guys who worked for him, who all had the day off. It was their thing. When they got home, my mom would make them shower while she cleaned up the catch he’d brought in for us, and we’d all be forced into matching pyjamas for the rest of the day to eat oysters and turkey, and watch the Patriots beat whomever they were playing. The boys would arrive at the house right before the football, and the entire neighbourhood of friends and family would be able to hear them shouting at the TV until bedtime.

Since Jake died, Vinny had started going out with my dad. They’d crack a beer at six a.m., pour one for Jake, then get to work.

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